ScribbledInk (DegenerativeFicsDisease)
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Vanish Into You by ScribbledInk (DegenerativeFicsDisease)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
10 Sep 2025
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August 25th, 1934. The place you once called home. The place you now called your grave - a place for you and your photograph. The only photo you have of Alastor, clutched to your chest as you try (and try, and try again) to follow his advice, and smile.
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Yours, From the Start by ScribbledInk (DegenerativeFicsDisease)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
05 Jun 2025
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Your first memory of Alastor is about his ears. They were so tall and fluffy, and you so desperately wanted to touch them, even though your arms couldn't hope to reach them at your age. You just thought they'd be soft, and you craved the comfort in soft things. All you wanted was a warm hand, and a smile to match. You needed it, and you found it in him. You found so many things in him.
Alastor's first memory of you formed before you were even born.
You had your suspicions, but only confirmed it on the day of your death. He seems to have confirmed something too, something you both grew to hate, and something you'll have no choice but to live with for the eternity to come. You'll be in Hell; you'll learn to love it, and it won't be right, but it will be okay.
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You're a liar. A good liar. And while you didn't lie for a living, it certainly became a viable career choice the moment you landed in Hell. There's money in forgery, and for you, a photography demon with the ability to duplicate anything you've laid eyes on, it's a lucrative field. It also makes for wonderful stress relief, escaping into living daydreams and sexual fantasies.
Especially those involving Alastor.
After seeing a photo of his human form, you're insatiable. You can finally chase the high of perceived mutual desire for as long as you want, however you want, without having to hide behind a veil of deceit. Until Alastor catches you in the act. Fortunately, he takes interest in your powers.
You should've known he'd ask for far too much of you.
(you're a sinner with photography-centric powers who makes questionable decisions just so you can bang the radio demon. polls at end of chapter to determine reader's actions. updated summary.)